The lure of the airport bookshelf with signs extolling the wonders of Mr. Patterson's writing, the accolades heaped upon the book, etc. I should have known. Luckily I took some other books with me on holiday. I soldiered on, hoping it would get better, but it felt like wasted time.

I didn't connect with any of the characters, they seemed very two-dimensional. The plot didn't either grab or surprise me either. Sadly as my first James Patterson, I'm not inclined to try any others. In fact, a book I hated so much that I left my copy in Croatia - I never get rid of books...